“Let me tell you what I can see better. When I was twelve my father decided to go and work in an area of epidemic. It worried my mother very much. She wanted me to change his mind—you see, I was his favourite. Then my father died while working there. And my mother said if I had followed her advice I might have saved him.” “That wasn’t fair.” “It was and it wasn’t. Just like what you said.” He understood.
